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"The old slave has already made arrangements for the young master's future life, and as soon as the old slave dies, the young master will leave here with Chongyang and go to Lanjiang City to live an ordinary mortal life, and you must not expose your whereabouts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSince the young master can no longer cultivate the truth, the less he knows about the cultivation realm and the cultivators, the better. That Chongyang kid was born with divine power, although he was a mortal without spiritual roots, it was enough to protect the young master from living in the mortal world. He is wild and untamable, cunning and ferocious by nature, and has not been tamed by the old slave for ten years, the young master must be careful to watch out for him, and not to be too close to him. But the young master can rest assured, the old slave had already planted the secret prohibition of the Ling family in his body when he rescued him back, and there was a red jade flute in the storage bag, if Chongyang dared to disobey you, you only need to use this flute to restrain him, and it was just a thought of the young master to live or die. ”

When he heard this, Chongyang's eyes were already red, and his face was already as hideous as a demon. He finally knew why he had always felt that Granny Ling was in danger, because his life had always been in the hands of this person!

Hum! Old pious woman! Even if you don't die today, I will take your life!" Chongyang's hand touched the sharp short knife that he never left his body, and continued to lurk like a beast ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment. Before he was sure that Granny Ling was dead, he would definitely not act rashly, otherwise it would be worth the loss if he was counterattacked by the other party on the verge of death.

After Ling Yun's heart-rending cry sounded, Chongyang waited for another hour, and saw that Ling Yun was the only one left in the house before entering the house.

There was a smell of death in the room, and the emaciated old woman was lying on the bed, her body was blue-black, and the black blood that had vomited out was stained all over her clothes and bed, and the death was really not pretty. The boy's thin body knelt beside the bed, crying so hoarse that his eyes were red and swollen.

"This old thing is dead, and she won't survive no matter how much you cry." Chongyang stretched out his arm, grabbed the boy and led the person to pick him up from the ground, and before he could react, his right hand had already choked his white neck, and said coldly: "Give me something." ”

"Brother Chongyang?" Ling Yun had just realized that the others had entered the room, and his face was flushed from being choked by the neck, but his heart was more shocked, stunned, and endlessly panicked. He glared at the hideous young man who was choking his neck, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he asked with difficulty, "What are you doing?" ”

Chongyang reached out his other hand to the hand where Ling Yun was holding the cyan bag, and with a skillful effort, the bag fell into his hand. He held the bag in one hand, and the hand holding Ling Yun's neck increased his strength slightly, and only after seeing the boy's face purple, he relaxed his hand again, and coldly threatened: "Take that flute out of here, hurry up, or I will pinch your neck." "Granny Ling's voice when she taught Ling Yun to use this storage bag method was too low, Chongyang didn't hear it, otherwise he would have done it himself.

The double blow of physical and psychological trauma made Ling Yun extremely painful, and he almost fainted. He insisted on finding a red jade flute from the storage bag with the method taught by his mother-in-law, took it out, and handed it to Chongyang without hesitation. He grew up with Chongyang since he was a child, and he knows very well what Chongyang looks like when he moves to kill, and he also knows very well that as long as he has the slightest resistance now, this person will really break his neck.

"Ahem, Brother Chongyang, did you hear everything?" Seeing that Chongyang, who took the jade flute, was full of murderous aura and relaxed, and the hand holding his neck was also released, Ling Yun covered his neck, coughing with tears on his face, but he still stared at Chongyang, and his voice was hoarse: "Are you going to kill me?" ”

Chongyang stuffed the jade flute into his arms, looked deeply at the boy in front of him who was almost raised by himself, raised his hand to throw the bag back, turned around and strode out without hesitation. Before stepping out of the door, he stopped, did not look back, and left a cold sentence: "I will not kill you." ”

"Brother Chongyang!! Chongyang Brother !! ”

Ling Yun's heart-rending screams of pain came from behind him, Chongyang's footsteps paused slightly, and a trace of shaking flashed in his eyes, which was replaced by coldness in an instant.

Standing in the courtyard where he had lived for ten years, he reached out and touched the jade flute in his arms, and even if there was any expression on his face covered with hideous blood-red birthmarks, he couldn't see any expression. has been a slave in the Ling family for ten years, even if he knows Granny Ling

He packed his bags in the house, took his hunting bow and arrows and some other important items, and left Qingshan Village directly.

After leaving Qingshan Village, Chongyang once again crossed Daqingshan and entered the depths of the mountains. It was still early, and the insects and birds in the mountains and forests were endless, and sometimes the roars of wild beasts came, and it was a vibrant scene.

Chongyang followed the secret mark he left last time, and successfully rushed to the area he had been last time before dark. Under the twilight, the places in front of me for miles were in shambles, not to mention living creatures, even the trees and weeds were all dead, and a strange fishy smell still remained in the air until now.

While it was still dark, Chongyang made a cursory investigation here, and sure enough, he found some traces. He stood on a large tree that had fallen to the ground, looked in a southeasterly direction, and was sure that the thing that had killed Granny Ling had left in this direction, and it looked like he was also injured.

Early in the morning of the second day, Chongyang set off again. He is an ambitious and bold person, the Red Winged Celestial Centipede is a treasure, Granny Ling even took her life for it, how could he not be tempted?

In the following month, Chongyang tracked all the way, and unknowingly penetrated into a region that no one had ever set foot in. In front of him were two steep peaks that reached into the sky like sharp swords. Between the two mountains is an unfathomable valley that seems to connect to the Netherworld, and just standing on the edge and looking down at it makes people shiver and weaken their legs.

It's all chased here, how can a deep valley let Chongyang give up? Chongyang found a place to hide all the burdensome things on his body, and only brought his most important personal belongings, weapons, and enough food and water on his body, relying on his agility and infinite strength, it took two full days to finally go down the mountain wall to the deep valley.

There is a cold pool at the bottom of the valley, and when Chongyang lurked past, he saw two huge red centipedes with a length of nearly ten meters fighting fiercely with a one-horned python that couldn't see how long it was, and the goal was to snatch a bucket-sized jade white lotus flower held on the boulder in the center of the pool.

The water was surging, the rocks were tumbling, and the roar was deafening, and these three unheard-of monsters were writhing and fighting on the cold pool, and the sound and power were so terrifying that the entire deep valley seemed to tremble.

Chongyang stuffed a handful of anti-poison herbs found from the mountain wall into his mouth, slowed his breathing, and forcibly endured the roar in his ears and the feeling of dizziness, and lurked motionlessly far away. It's not that he doesn't want to get closer, it's that the battle between the three giant beasts is too powerful, and the aftermath of getting too close is too much for him to bear.

After another two hours, the fight to the death finally came to an end. A huge centipede with two wings on its back was split in half by a giant python with a single horn, and the left half of its body fell into the pool, and the right half of its body was thrown to the shore. The other crimson giant centipede had four red wings, and it had been strangled alive by the one-horned python at this moment, and it was swallowed into the stomach by the giant python.

However, as the victor, the giant python also paid a lot of price, the shore of the pond was scattered with bloody scales, and more than a dozen wounds on the huge body were bubbling with black gas. After swallowing the corpse of the red-winged giant centipede, it quickly rolled the strange lotus flower into its mouth.

From beginning to end, the unicorn python did not completely come out of the pool, only poked out its upper body, and after swallowing the lotus flower at this moment, it burrowed back into the cold pool. Before diving into the pool, it also glanced in the direction where Chongyang was lurking.

It found me! Chongyang was shocked, and before he could react, the figure of the giant python had disappeared into the dark green cold pool.

However, in such a short moment, cold sweat was already soaking Chongyang's back. His mind was agitated, and the crimson patches and birthmarks on his face twitched like living creatures, and the red blood in his eyes spread throughout his eyeballs.

It took a quarter of an hour for Chongyang to calm down, everything he had overheard from Granny Ling before and the scene he had witnessed today had brought his heart's desire for great power to a peak.

No! I Chongyang will never be willing to be an ant-like mortal, I must enter the cultivation realm, to become a cultivator, one day I will be strong enough to trample everything under my feet, in order to become stronger, I can do whatever it takes, do whatever it takes!

Chapter 4: The Blood River Real People

Chongyang did not leave there, but lurked in the distance without moving, and after a long time, after making sure that the injured one-horned python had dived back to the bottom of the pool, he clenched his short knife and sneaked towards the side of the cold pool.

There was no movement in the cold pool, the pool water returned to dead silence, the centipede corpse and python scales that were originally floating on the water surface had sunk, only the half of the centipede corpse and some scales that were thrown to the shore at that time were still lying quietly in the distance.

These things are the goal of Chongyang. Not to mention the body of the red-winged centipede, just the scattered giant python scales are rare treasures. With Chongyang's style of acting, how could he give up these treasures and retreat?

Rushing to the shore and standing in front of the half-cut body of the red-winged centipede, Chongyang really felt the enormity of this monster. This half of the body is like a mountain of meat, the fresh blood is still oozing out, it is not stiff and deteriorating like the corpse of an ordinary beast, and the blood is not the black and red as Chongyang expected, but a crystal clear purple-red liquid.

He moved like a fly, first receiving all the scales of the python scattered on the shore, tying them up with rattan ropes, and then cutting off the huge half

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